Hmmm. I am sitting here at 12 AM my time. I managed to take a VERY nice Sunday afternoon nap which now disturbs my ability to go to sleep at a some what normal hour. The lateness has it's advantages, as my really great guy, who lives thousands of miles away in a great but foriegn country, is on-line too :)

What is funny to me is that it is 12 AM and there is a construction truck right outside my building making all kinds of noise as they work on the house across the street. You can ever so often hear the men yelling to each other as well. Plesant way to meet your pillow at night This country never ceases to amaze me. The sounds, or lack there of, are what is going to send me into culture shock when I return to the States. That and not seeing little girls squatting down on my street to use the bathroom, a cow eating trash out of the concrete bin on the side of the road as it's guide watches over it, and chases other cows and their guides off with a whip, the press walla ironing the neighborhood's clothes on a cart on the street with their goat tied just under neath, beautiful women in their sarees doing heavy construction work on houses being built, packs of dogs running together like gangs (these and the cows are a little scary to me)...all on my stroll through my winding neighborhood to catch an auto to work...

So, I fly to yet another new city tomorrow. This place has the possibility of being 120 degrees while I am there . I am sure it will be a very good experience for me...never seen those kind of temperatures before...I have also read with the election it could be quite the interesting political environment...not as simple as fussing over voting cards...which seems to be what the nationals want to talk to me about when they hear I moved here from Florida...go figure.